"Qin Hongyu killed my brother and I killed her fiancé. Is this very reasonable?"

The man in black holding a sickle screamed, "It's a pity that she asked you to leave, it's too late."

"Remember, I am the eighth death scythe of the Hell Death Group..."

He shouted, his face full of jokes.

"ill!"

Chu Linyuan interrupted him impatiently, especially the bell on the other party's wrist, which made him speechless.

"Two ha!"

He shouted, then turned around and walked into the yard.

Wang!

Erha shouted, and then jumped out with a whoosh, bringing up a afterimage, and instantly appeared in front of the eighth sickle. Before the other party could react, he bit off his neck.

The eighth sickle's subordinates were so shocked that their eyes were glaring out.

But the next moment, they felt a flash in front of their eyes and before they could scream, they followed the footsteps of the eighth sickle.

At this time, Chu Linyuan had already returned to the yard and saw a sloppy Taoist in the yard.

"Old sloppy? Are you finally willing to come back?"

Chu Linyuan rolled his eyes.

This sloppy Taoist is his master. Since three years ago, after his medical skills surpassed the other party, the other party has handed him the broken yard in the name of going out for field trips, and it has disappeared for three years.

"I'm not for you?"

The sloppy Taoist hummed and said, he took out a large stack of documents from his arms, "These are eighteen marriage contracts I have set for you over the years, and they are all medicines that may help you relieve your condition. Go down the mountain quickly

Marry them!"

Ten, eighteen engagements?

"Can I stand it?"
Chapter completed!